Saturday, Jun. 14, 2008 - 4:44 p.m.
Gothic Pothead
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For a hempe plant to be borne,
sow the seeds as April stormes,
Seek their shelter in a barne,
Hoe their garden rich and torne...
For a moon your darlings tend,
For the sun you'll pray,
Notice ye the shorter nights,
and the longer days...
May all May be warm and bright,
Might all June be sunny,
Hot and dry throughout July,
Makes Augusts resins runny...
Pull the males before they blow-
Don't fertilize the ladies,
Let them ooze their tears of woe,
Sweet sticky hashish gravy...
T.H.C. her finest hour,
Catch it as it's flowing,
Pull those ladies while in flower,
Their pistol tongues first showing...
Dry leaves slowly in the shade,
Flowers set apart,
Grass brings joy to anyone,
Who feels joy in their heart...
.........Dr Sumach
